Friday, September 30, 2016

Life on the Farm Day 6

Missus has confided she doesn't want children and Mister isn't too hung up on them either. I was surprised a little, though these days it's not uncommon. I arrived home after I had my supper out. There were a million children, all between 5 and 10 in the living room, eating dinner everywhere in between screams and racing around. Below you see the living room, imagine that festooned with rugrats, their assorted keepers, toys and spare animals.


It turns out the sister of Missus had two children by the time she was 17 and mom of Missus remarried when Missus was 12 and had another family. Mister's twin bro also got married at 20 and 2 of his were part of this menage.

I totally get why Missus, though extremely interactive and fun with this enormous gaggle, would like closing the door on them when the visit was over and resolve not to add to the conglomerate.

I found this perfectly hidden graveyard on a ramble today. I deserved a ramble as I finally finished that challenging editing job which was driving me mad.


I found Smokey the cat quite a comfort to me in my deep Ansa-loss. Smokey is extraordinary as she never stops talking to any human who crosses her path (and the dog who has no time for her). Endless conversations, highly interactive and one of those cuddly types.

There can never be enough cuddles in the world.


13 comments:

  1. I'm not surprised you've found an animal friend and she is lovely. Are you not glad to have missed that crowd? I can hardly blame your host and hostess for their lack of desire for human children. Animals are enough for me.

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    1. My BFF who had 4 kids said to me once that if she'd known rescue dogs were so loyal and fun she'd never have had children. LOL. She was quite serious..
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  2. I've really enjoyed reading of your 'Life on the Farm' - almost as much as you've enjoyed being there. I'm glad it's so obviously doing you good. Yeah, Smokey!

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    1. Thanks RJA. I'm back on the road now. Ready to face real life.I think.
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  3. Best to you and here's to health and peace restored (quaffing fruit drink)...

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  4. I'm vicariously enjoying your experience on the farm, and that cat is so beautiful. Our poor old tom cat, Fred, is looking skinny and rattled these days.
    I HATE editing. Hate it, and yet must do some editing in the next few days. I'm amazed at what people write & think is OK! Rejoice that your stint is over.

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    1. Yes, I was innocently up North while all hell was breaking loose in my 'hood.

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  5. My son and his bride do not want children either and that does not surprise me. That is the way the world is becoming. Both are however very good with children of their siblings and cousins as well as friends!

    Yes, we can never have enough of cuddles.

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    1. Cuddles, I could use a few right this minute.

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  6. As you know, Jenny and I never had any desire for children, and we've greatly enjoyed the opportunities we've had without children to think about. I can't imagine what life was like for those women in past centuries who were expected to crank out children continually until they dropped dead in their thirties or forties. Thankfully women now have some choice in the matter.

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    1. I look towards Poland today and mein gott, talk of backwards go the rights. And Ireland. It's always a fight. We're lucky we live where we live but I do think of those who aren't so privileged.

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  7. I'm a "stealth reader" of your posts and feel like I've been away for the week myself. I must find me a farm to visit! A place to sort out myself.... Back at reality, I realize it may be too late as my elderly (well, more elderly than me) father is moving in with us a week from today! This too is a dream--one I've looked forward for a long time. And actually, I had my time and place back in June. A week at the Abbey of Gethsemane. It's time to return to a few of the resolutions and practices from that rare and restorative week.

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